just above the sidewalk
curtains open wide,
another day for johnny
another day to ride,

Blazing down the crowed stairs
leaving all his cares.
His bike becomes the stallion
another day with dares..

his hair becomes a banner
it’s flowing in the wind ,
how I remember yesterday ,
and the places I have been...

All the busses and the taxis
could never share the joy
of what the never ending sidewalk
offers to a boy

guardian of the sidewalk
the shop keeps have declared,
his mother must be proud of him
there’s no way to compare,

past apartments, and the play grounds
he makes his many rounds
then he hears his mothers call
in a flash he’s homeward bound

girls try to stop him
but momma’s made some pie
when you’re the guardian of the sidewalk
sometimes you have to fly ..

guardian of the sidewalk
the world depends on you
I’ll tell the folks we have met
and what happiness can do ...

He’ll face the wind a smiling
he’ll say hello , just watch me go
painting days with happiness
he’s an artist we should know